"Anyone who cannot come to terms with his life while he is alive needs on hand to ward off a little his despair over his fate—he has little success in this—but with the other hand he can note down what he sees among the ruins, for he sees different (and more) things than do the others; after all, dead as he is in his own lifetime, he is the real survivor. This assumes that he does not need both hands, or more hands than he has, in his struggle against despair."--Kafka



Tuesday, August 31, 2010

破事兒

我開始讀一行禪師的著作,始於菲律賓事件之後,我比起一般港人冷靜,近乎冷漠,也許是因為我沒有收看直播,又也許我沒有將血和傷口放大觀看之故。

冷靜是不容許在大災難後表達的,網絡上總對冷靜的人口誅筆伐。

我的冷靜始於我沒有資格去失控去痛心,看到倖存者嚎哭,繼而冷靜,表現堅強,不慍不火的寫出菩薩心腸的文章,而我只是個旁人,我憑什麼比他們更悲憤。

出事翌日,與同事討論事故,我說的都盡是分析,譬如說我相信因果,相信共業,這種事故是因緣成熟的結果,兩年前一個菲律賓廚師的投訴,萬萬想不到會弄成八條人命吧?我相信不分你我,這件事我們有份,不知何年何月何日,我做了一件事,可能就構成這宗慘劇,我相信我有分造成悲劇。

又例如我說,香港那麼多菲傭,但我又對這國家了解有多少,這國家有多少不公義,我對這國家的冷漠,也就助紂為虐,讓這種政治維持下去。

我相信自己有份。如果我相信自己有份,我實在沒有資格去悲憤。

以暴易暴沒有好結果,責任是需要去追究的,但怎去追究?我求不到一個非暴力的答案,我於是讀一行禪師,其實追究於我來只是破事兒,如何令這世界更有公義則是大事,因緣成熟,傷口是需要治療的,也許我沒有眼淚,但在近乎冷漠後,我決定塑造一個可以容納我的迷思的閱讀世界,去學習如何不要再種下禍根,以這種方法去悼念他們。

Saturday, August 21, 2010

大城小事

你的回覆我沒法子回答,畢竟你那些遲來的回應,總只是因我的反應而起。
你那些毫無感情,毫無意義,甚至是刻薄的回答,都教我狐疑著,你回應都只是機械式的,為回答而回答,為反應而反應。
而且,刻薄得教我不能不正面想,你為何是找我的?沒事兒你就忘了我,而且還在討我的便宜。
最討厭是心甘情願的給你牽著走。
夠了,給你討夠了便宜,我知道我必須自愛,所以我決定不回答了。

燃料耗盡的結果

衝呀!衝呀!衝了十個星期,什麼都完了的第一個週末,竟然是抑鬱。
我已連續六個星期六早上起來,梳洗,趕回醫院,做準備,開組,去飲茶,下午可能有事做,做完回家,睡覺,睡醒做功課,星期日做功課,星期一又回醫院,每天都有新事物……停下來的這個星期,原來是虛空。
以及,遺忘/被遺忘。
遺忘要去那兒。
遺忘要做什麼。
遺忘十個星期前的生活。
孤絕的十個星期,再接一些電話,竟然不懂得應對。你不當我的十個星期是什麼的一回事,十個星期歡笑與眼淚一地都是,都是印記,你就為什麼不看一眼,你就為什麼就當我消失了一樣,然後只是討我這些那些,我就是沒氣力跟你說這些那些。
肌肉和骨頭疼痛,滿腹子的訴說,就作罷了。

Thursday, August 19, 2010

誰人待我好 待我差 太清楚

楊學德騎馬

與一般女孩子不同,我喜歡楊學德多於小克,cute cute 聾貓和bit bit 都抵死可人,但我還是喜歡樣衰的(就如我喜歡樣衰阿闊),樣衰+抵死+黑色幽默就更能謀殺我。
本地漫畫家我看得不算多,最多看楊學德、江說、小克和智海,至於人人喜愛的馬仔,對不起,引不起我的笑聲。
幽默和低能相差太遠,笑完沒令人深思的話就是低能反智,笑完還能哭的就是幽默,楊學德的總教我笑完又哭,哭完又笑,這才是高手。
小克x楊學德高手過招,好看,本地漫畫奇葩也。

Wednesday, August 18, 2010

完成

右手姆指因大量打字而疼痛。我突然覺得書本才是好朋友,電腦只會殘害身體。
重回工作崗位,就開始忘記許多事情了。

sometimes i just can't remember all the things we did together

all those thick books that we read together
i burnt them cos i felt cold in the summer
the wind's so strong it blew up all the pages
they flew round me, trapped me like three hundred cages

all those things we told each other
today i can't remember any longer
i tried to turn my diary, get some memories
but in vain cos i don't even remember your name

something in my mind
keeps me from knowing what's inside
from time to time
i ask why
not because i wonder why
i wanna fly not because i have seen the blue sky

so many desires
for all the things we choose in our lives
do you have time to get tired
when you're just a passer-by
it's time to realise it's all designed

all dishes we cooked together
they tasted sweet but now they've all gone bitter
still i keep them in my refrigerator
they stink so much but i eat them as appetizers

all those dreams we made together
like bubbles they flew up and burst in the air
once we were naive enough to chase after them
we used to fall but hey so what
we're truly happy

Monday, August 9, 2010

又倒數

5份功課,倒數中

Sunday, August 1, 2010

日子安靜而美好

如果這世界凝固在這一刻,該多麼美好。
美好的日子令人害怕太易逝,就只好好好享受吧,別的就別再想好了。。